Tuesday, September 11, 2012

I seriously thought Saturday was the worst day ever, but it turns that it was only an appetizer for today.

I got up and headed out early so I could pick up lunch at Subway. Yes, my Subway is open 24 hours! I couldn't get into the parking lot because a Domino's delivery truck was unloading and had both entrances to the small parking lot blocked and I didn't feel like bothering with finding a spot somewhere else. I went to work with no lunch and figured I would run out and pick something up during my lunchtime.

I got to school and had no air conditioning in my room. The rest of the building had air. It was only out in my room and after being shut off all weekend it was all kinds of hot in there. I called the office right away to let them know and said they should make sure the principal knows I have no air because he knows I don't handle that well.

I never got air! It was like an oven in my room all day. Needless to say, I didn't run out to pick up lunch cause it was so hot I probably would have just gotten sick anyway.

When the bell rang for the kids to come to class I had to welcome three new students into my class and send three that had been with me since the first day of school to the teacher next door. I won't go into detail about why that happened, but I will tell you it wasn't my fault or my choice and I may never ever stop being angry about it.

One of the boys that I lost came into my room crying and said, "I wish I had just stayed home." Then he ran into the bathroom and hid. He will never know or understand how badly I wanted to run in there and hide too.

As a matter of fact, once I did see my principal I said to him, "You're not treating me like I'm your favorite anymore and I'm really confused!"He didn't have much to say. Then I saw him later in the day when he brought one of my students back to class after he got into trouble in the lunchroom and I said to him, "I hope you're happy. You made me cry!" Because during my lunch I did break down. The unwanted changes to my class, the heat from the lack of AC and knowing that I had to go to the stupid doctor after school were all just a little too much to handle.He claims that he wasn't happy, but I'm not sure I'm buying it!

At the end of the day, I had permission to sneak out early so I could get to the doctor. I got in the car, cranked the AC as high as it would go and cried all the way to hospital. I'm not sure if I cried because of what I had been through or what I had waiting for me or if it was because the AC felt so darn good. But I cried and when I got to the hospital the doctor laughed at me.

Doctor: Well, you warned us that you would probably cry but I didn't think you would be crying as you walked in the door.

ME: I have had a horrible day and this is just the salt on my wound!Once the doctor got started she tried to make me feel better by letting me know that I could watch everything on the screen. To which I practically screamed....

OMG! I don't want to look at it! I am no longer even on speaking terms with it!She laughed. I cried a little more and then held my breath through the whole uncomfortable process.

I was sent home after being told that I may have some cramping and/or spotting and well....lucky me....I've had both. YEA ME!

@#$% ^&*@ @#$%!!!!!!Seriously, I now have to wait 10 days or so to get the results of the biopsy and it seems the universe and I haven't been on the best terms lately. So, if you don't mind I could really use some prayers.

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